Chapter THIRTY-FOUR

L I A M

There's always something about being backstage after a runway show that made me giddy. Even though we were practically cramped in an area not big enough to fit dozens of professional cameras and it felt like I was greeting people left and right, the fluttering feeling in my stomach won't go away.

"Ms. Reese, great to see you!" I smiled at the tan-skinned woman who automatically opened her arms for a hug.

"Liam! It's been too long, sweetie," We broke apart and she took a moment to eye me up and down. "I must say, you look more gorgeous every time I see you." We both ignored the flashes directed at us. It was almost like white noise at this point, blending in with the voices floating in the background.